Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1010

Jamie frowned, his eyes full of confusion, "Vinegar is not good, Jamie doesn't like it, and neither does Daddy."

I smiled lightly, reached out and touched his shoulder, explaining, "People change, and in the future, there will be more of this."

Dennis probably never dreamed of having to compete with the woman he brought home.

When I think of this, I feel a lot lighter.

Jamie was talking as he led me inside, improving rapidly with a larger vocabulary than the last time he was at the mall when he portrayed things.

The maid waited in the inner hall early, and when she saw us enter, she took my suitcase from the driver who followed us in, with a respectful attitude, "Miss Kennedy, your room is ready, please follow me."

I gently pause my head, "Trouble."

When they went up to the second floor, the maid stopped at the door of one of the rooms and pushed the door to give way voluntarily, "Please come inside."

I tentatively stretched my neck to take a look and was slightly surprised, "I live here?"

The maid nodded, "That's right, it's sir's order, you can call me if you need anything after that."

After saying that, he retreated.

That's when I led Jamie in.

The room is very large, is self-contained living room, the interior is modern low-luxury style, and the George Residence son of the external decoration formed a strong visual contrast.

Joe turned around slightly and sat down on the sofa. Jamie stayed glued to me, inseparable.

I had previously found Jamie pleasing to look at, and in the future I will have to get along as a stepmother, but I actually feel a little glad that this child is cute in any way.

Fondling his soft black hair, I couldn't help but reach out and give him a gentle hug.

Jamie opened his eyes curiously, thought for a while, and hugged me again, and when I did not resist, he hugged my neck and put his face on it, refusing to let go.

I look helpless, such a small child, will take advantage of it?

I was about to push it away and heard his milky voice, and suddenly my heart softened.

"Auntie, can I stay with you all the time, Jamie misses his mommy so much, will you be my mommy."

The hand froze in mid-air, and suddenly there was a soreness in my heart.

What do children know? They just miss their mothers.

Gently put his hand down and patted Jamie on the back, whispering soothingly, "Auntie won't let you find it in the future."

I looked up and found that Dennis had walked in at some point and was watching us intently.

I hurriedly sat up straight and pulled Jamie away with me, reminding, "Daddy's here."

"DICTATOR!" cried Jamie excitedly, and then smartly got off the couch and fluttered over to hug Dennis's legs.

Dennis blushed darkly and said in a muffled voice, "Call Daddy."

Jamie gave a mischievous tongue, let go of his hand and stepped back to stand up straight, saying good-naturedly, "Daddy."

"Mmm." Dennis whispered, picking Jamie up in his hands.

Jamie's half-sized head, in front of Dennis like a doll, the two leaned together, but the scene is inexplicably warm.

Like earlier, Jamie was not afraid to hug Dennis's neck and rub it endlessly.

Dennis arched an eyebrow, "Sniff what?"

"There's no smell of vinegar." Jamie puffed out his fleshy face in bewilderment.

Dennis placed him on the couch with a rare tenderness, "What's that vinegar smell?"

I probably guessed Jamie's next line, and hurriedly opened my mouth to grab the words.

"You're jealous!"